After that concert, Castiel did what he always did. He snuck around the back and met up with Dean in his dressing room.
Knock. Knock knock. Knock knock knock knock.
Dean came up to the door, smiling wide when he saw the blue eyed man on the other side. "Cas.." He whispered when he saw the puffiness of his eyes.
"Happy tears, Dean. Very happy tears." He smiled, pushing past Dean and walking into the door. "Wait, why- ohhhh." Dean's smile got even wider when he realized what Cas meant. "So I take it you liked the song?"
Cas didn't even reply, he just pounced on Dean, attacking the taller man's lips with his own.
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"Okay... Cas... I have... to go..." Dean whispered between kisses. Cas pulled back, a small frown on his face. "Ugh, fine. This meet and greet better be worth it." Dean smiled, sliding off of the couch and walking over to the mirrors, straightening his clothes and fixing his hair. His lips were still a bit swollen but he knew that by the time he made it across the arena to meet the fans who bought backstage passes, they'd go down.
"Wait, do I need to leave because don't you usually show one lucky fan your dressing room?" Cas asked, standing up and walking over to the mirror, doing the same thing Dean had done.
"Oh, shit. I almost forgot. Yes, um, take the impala and I'll get Mike to give me a ride home, okay?" Cas chuckled.
"Wow. You trust me with your car?"
Dean frowned. "It's not just a car." He muttered. "But yes, I do trust you. I married you for a reason." At that, they both smiled, kissing one more time before Cas had to leave the room. "Love you, Cas!" Cas smiled and waved his hand. "I know."
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The meet and greet was going well, but Dean got bored very fast. It seemed that half of the thirty people with backstage passes were only there because they wanted to meet a famous person. Only like 3 people were wearing any of his merch, one girl was wearing a Azazel shirt and he was Dean's rival in the music industry. He rolled his eyes as he thought about the yellow contact wearing man.
Dean droned on and on about what thing were backstage before he got excited. This is when he got to pick the fan he would take to the actual stage and sing a duet with, and take to his dressing room.
"Okay! So you guys all know that I always pick one fan to keep back here a little longer, right?"
A few of the "fans" were obviously confused and didn't read the paperwork they got when they bought the passes.
One girl squealed. A boy jumped. Everyone else stood there either smiling or confused.
Obviously, it was between the squealer and the jumper. "Okay, so I see that those two kids in the back are the most excited here so I had a nice time tonight you guys but the rest of you guys are free to go." They all groaned but the two kids were jumping up and down and smiling really big.
"Wait, Dean. Can I get you to sign this for my little sister? She was in a car accident and couldn't make it." A girl in a T-shirt with this face on it said while holding out a baby blue baseball cap. "Um, sure. What's her name?" She smiled, pulling a marker from her pocket and handing the hat and the marker to him.
"Kasey." She said, smiling. He signed his name and wrote, Wish you were here, Kasey! "Thank you. So much." She whispered, taking the things back and walking away.
Dean smiled, looking at the two kids. "Okay, so usually I only pick one but obviously you guys are both big fans so I'm gonna take both of you. What are your names?"
"I'm Jack." The boy said. He had blond hair that was kind of long on the top and was combed over the the side. Dean smiled at him. "Hello, Jack."
"And I'm Ayana." The girl said, her voice showing her excitement. She had brown hair that fell gracefully on her shoulders and a smile that could light up the room. She wasn't wearing any of his official merch but an obviously homemade one. It said Dean Winchester in curly letters and had a very intricate painting of his face on it.
"Well, hello there, Ayana. Nice shirt. Did you make it yourself?" He said, holding out his hand and shaking theirs. "Yeah, I used fabric paints. It took like four hours. Can you sign the back?"
He finished signing their things before continuing with the tour. He showed them the sound booth and they met his manager.
"Okay, here's the dressing room. No touching." They both nodded and smiled, Ayana bouncing on the balls of her feet.
"Woah! I'm in Dean Winchester's dressing room. I'm in Dean Winchester's dressing room. I'm in Dean Winchester's dressing room." Ayana whispered to herself, her eyes going wide as she looked around.
"This is insane." Jack said, as if he couldn't believe his eyes. "Well, it's not much. Just a room." Jacks eyes went wide. "Just a room? Dude, this is The Dean Winchester's dressing room." Dean chuckled.
"Well, The Dean Winchester wants to know if you guys want to go out to the stage?" Both kids jumped up and ran out of the room, Dean following after and quickly getting in front of them, leading them towards the stage entrance.
"Are you guys ready for this?" They nodded eagerly. He pulled back the curtain, smiling as they ran through and ran around on the stage. There was three stools and three microphones set up on the stage along with Dean's guitar but everything else had been cleared off.
"Okay, so you guys probably want to sing one of my songs but," he paused, picking up his guitar, "I have something else in mind. Do you guys know the lyrics to Carry on-"
"My Wayward Son?" Both kids said at the same time, smiling at each other. "Oh, yeah. I guess you guys know that one, huh?" They nodded, positioning themselves on the stools and grabbing the microphones from the stands.
"Okay, here's the music and the parts you sing and then for the chorus we all sing it together alright?"
A man came out from backstage, bringing two music stands out and setting one in front of the kids and one in front of Dean. They all positioned their stands correctly and placed the sheet music on top before Dean began strumming his guitar.
(Dean)
Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
(All)
Don't you cry no more.
Dean smiled as he played the guitar solo.
(Ayana)
Once I rose above the noise and confusion
Just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion
I was soaring ever higher
But I flew too high.
Dean's jaw dropped when he heard Ayana singing. She had a beautiful voice.
(Jack)
Though my eyes could see I still was a blind man
Though my mind could think I still was a mad man
I hear the voices when I'm dreaming,
I can hear them say
Dean's eyes went wide in surprise. Both of these kids were amazing singers. He suddenly had an idea, but he continued playing the song, pushing the idea further back in his mind but making sure he reminded to talk to the kids and his manager about it.
(All)
Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more.
They eventually finished out the song. It was really good.
"Wow! You guys are amazing!" Dean said, pulling his face away from the microphone. The kids placed theirs back into the stands, smiling wide. "Thank you!" They said in unison. "It was so fun!" Jack said.
"You two have a real talent. So I want to propose an idea. I will give you guys free tickets to my next concert, it's thirty minutes away from here and I want you guys to come on stage with me and sing that song. If it's okay with you guys and your parents. It's next month." They both jumped up, screaming in excitement.
"Oh my god! Yes. My mom has to say yes though." Jack said. "Same. I'll ask my mom!"
"Good."
Okay so that was mostly a filler chapter because I wanted to add Ayana into the story. She will probably become important later in but she's actually based off of Spnfangurl13 !